January 2011
6 posts
Today in a park I saw a guy walking his little weiner sort of dog. Every time the dog tried to do something that dogs do, like pick up a stick or sniff a tree trunk, the guy pulled up hard on the leash and said, “Stop that!” or “Drop that!”
What else does this guy expect the dog to do but be a dog? Who would have a dog, take the dog on a walk, and then scold the dog for...
Snake, by D.H. Lawrence
A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink there.
In the deep, strange-scented shade of the great dark carob-tree I came down the steps with my pitcher And must wait, must stand and wait, for there he was at the trough before me.
He reached down from a fissure in the earth-wall in the gloom And trailed his...
Wilhelm Kempff
Happy New Year! Party like it’s 1900.